so in the space of three days, i have gone from around 20 hours of class to almost 35. oh norteamericano, you’re such a big professional company, yet also so latino off the cuff. hey you’re in my office, go sub for this class. i come back after. actually, why dont you take that class. of course, this is a good thing tho. lol. but really, any randomness or employer weirdness will not...
I will never fail to go with whatever nationality someone assigns me. Are you English? Yes. But I get French a decent amount, and always say yes, and I always fear it will cause problems. Because without fail, the person will say some French word to me all proud. I dont know any French. Normally, I just go, “Ah, si!” and walk away. Also, I am amused by the very sudden and always...
a kid in my class today seriously busted out a freaking salt shaker. for their snack. from a plastic bag. things you never expect.
this is confusing
apparently i talk with my eyes closed. strange. a kid asked me in class today if i think onions look like aliens. he’s annoying, so i told him that was the stupidest question i’d ever heard. chile has terrible awful tap water. i have the same birthday as steve mcqueen. clearly, we are the same. when you leave kids or teenagers to their own creative devices in sentence making...